471 Leave 1 (1/2)
Chapter 471: Leave 1
Somewhere in Daniela
Within the ruins of the devastated city, groups of figures with red scarves on their heads and black, sheer fabric on their bodies passed through quietly. They were completely silent with their heads bowed, while their lips were chanting unknown verses with sincerely devout expressions plastered on their faces.
The figures appeared occasionally from the underground caves on the borders of the ruins, which quietly observed the group that passed by. They looked on in awe while the group passed by their ‘gate’.
Within the ruined city, they were a few abandoned single-story houses that still remained; they were fortunate enough to still be in perfect condition.
A struggle between nest monsters had just occurred here, and the followers of the Cthulhuism Society were currently patrolling the area, cleaning the remains of the monsters.
Inside the empty space of a narrow single-story house, a black figure was currently leaning against the wall, panting heavily.
Pfoo… Pfoo…
It seemed as if he was about to spit his lungs out, as his entire chest rose up high, before deflating quickly.
In the darkness, this person’s eyes were unusually bright. Half a day had passed, and he was still leaning against the wall closely, except that his breathing had gradually become calmer, and he could begin to hear the movements on the other side of the wall.
”Is anything happening?” Another voice echoed throughout the darkness.
”No, pfoo… The patrol team just passed by,” The man who was leaning against the wall shook his head. ”Looks like it will be safe for now.”
”Pfft! Those Cthulhuism Society brats! Sooner or later I’ll kill all of them!” The voice in the darkness had become much clearer, and it was apparently the voice of a very young boy.
”How is Elin?”
”Her condition is still not good, she’s currently sick with a high fever, so we need to find some anti-fever medicine soon!” The boy paused. ”Have I lit up?”
”Just light it now.” The man walked away from the wall, and came towards a deeper part of the house.
Shh…
A flame the size of a soybean appeared, and quickly lit up a white candlestick.
The pale yellow light quickly illuminated half of the little house’s space.
There was a little wooden yellow bed in the middle of the house, and a thirteen to fourteen-year-old girl was lying on the bed while a white-haired boy sat next to her. The boy’s eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, clearly forming three furrowed lines, making him look abnormally old.
Currently, he was looking at the girl on the sick bed worriedly.
”We need to go out and find some medicine!” The boy said in a resolute tone.
”There will definitely be people hunting for us outside. Going out right now would be looking for death,” said the man with his eyebrows furrowed. ”Even if you have Wing God Arms, you still won’t be able to escape from Havana’s grasp. There are at least two of Benla’s main chiefs have been sent to capture us, we cannot take any risks.”
”Do you want me to see my little sister die?!” The boy’s face turned cold.
”I’m stopping your idiotic actions!” said the man, shaking his head, he began searching for something in his arms. ”When I went out earlier, I found this.”
He took out a little black circular box at once, and threw it at the boy.
The latter caught it with one hand and looked at the box, a puzzled look appeared on his face suddenly.
”What is this?”
”A Radio.”
”Radio?” A surprised expression appeared on the boy’s face instantly. ”So you’re saying.. ”
”Of course. With this, we will be able to communicate with the outside world and receive messages as well,” nodded the man confidently. ”Perhaps we will be able to find a way to obtain anti-fever medicine, too.”
”This time, as one of the main Eighteen Cthulhus, Havana will probably be summoned by the Cthulhu King. As long as he leaves this place temporarily, we have a chance,” said the man in a serious tone. ”Rumor has it that the people from Obscuro Society and the Three Departments have arrived, so if you can get closer to the Ancestral God Pillar, and inherit the Ancestral God’s strength, then…”
”It won’t be that simple,” the boy interrupted him. ”The Cthulhu King will not let us off so easily. He may not know that I can inherit the Ancestral God’s strength, but he will definitely not let any accidents occur.”
”Then what do we do?” The man became impatient.
”We cannot rush this, when more forces arrive, the more likely it will be for our chances to increase. The Three Departments and Obscuro Society are both outsiders, they do not have great influence towards the foundation and arrangement of the Cthulhuism Society. Their thousand-year-old arrangements are not to be messed with, thus, this requires proper consideration…” The boy thought deeply.
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Two weeks later…
Garen had spent almost a month at Glittering Pond, and besides practicing Secret Techniques, the only other thing he did every day was research Glittering Water, or take the radio and adjust it randomly, receiving noises from the outside world with different frequencies.
Occasionally, he would go out with Wukang to investigate the lower ranked Aberration Creatures in their surroundings, and although the Potential Points that they obtained were pitifully little, it was better than nothing. The higher ranked monsters in the area had been wiped out by Wukang, making it impossible for them to find stronger ones unless they traveled to further places.
Before long, the people from the Cthulhuism Society finally arrived.
In the afternoon, tiny raindrops fell outside the door of the main hall while slight breezes blew in, bringing coldness and dampness inside.
Two men in black bull horn helmets and red clothes sat upright on the right side of the hall inside the stone cave. Their gazes were focused Island Master Wukang, who sat on the throne.
”Our demands from the Cthulhuism Society are very simple. We must be given the authority to take over the Glittering Water and this Glittering Pond. This is the most basic baseline,” said one of the barefaced, light green-eyed young men, in out of place Kovitan language. When he spoke, his pronunciation was a mess.
”Is everyone from the Cthulhuism Society so rude when they come out?” chided one of the female bodyguards beside Wukang.
”We’ve already been very patient, very polite,” said the young man coldly.
”You!” The bodyguard became furious suddenly, as her hand reached for the handle of the knife by her waist. The other bodyguards in the hall also became sterner as well, and they, too, held onto the handles of their weapons, as if chaos would erupt at any moment.
Wukang raised a hand, signaling them to suppress their agitation. He was more aware of the Cthulhuism Society’s strength compared to anyone else, as each of the Eighteen Cthulhus were Form 4 or above, while the Cthulhu King had achieved the unparalleled peak Form 5 and was listed as the strongest master in Daniela next to the King of Daniela himself.